ht in front of me,

been standing more than t

rner. "What are you? What do you want from me?" I be

trangely, he wears a resigned express

no matter how creepy this feels, I am shamefully happy to spend a few more seconds gazin

peaks. "My name is Xavier, and I a

his incredibly hot guy, the only one that’s ever talked to me, is a weirdo. I can tell he believes hi

y, as if he is a kindergartener. I know he

an’t help but notice how cute he is when he is vexed, a

problems," I automatically snap, then immediately wish to take back my harsh words.

eyes. The strange thing is, he doesn’t seem to be angry or even annoyed by me, but by himself. Wha

. His eyes fly shut, his lips pursed in concentration. He seems

ay you can pro

ing into his body. It is like a waterfall, the way his body just crumbles into itself. However, there is a shimmer of light befor

p white teeth and dark ey

I had read or seen about were

atches his skin. He, like his human counterpart, is absolutely beautiful. My breath is taken away as I examine him and his

alling towards the ground speedily. There is a flash of l

hereal. Somehow, my brain refuses to believe that werewolves exist, and even though now I am given p

hard, firm object. I feel the floor rush to meet me

back into my standing position. They feel warm, releasing s

from my back, coldness now flooding to the

from the absence of his big, toasty warm hands. He seems to sense that, leanin

es widen in surprise as I shove them in my pockets. "You don't wa

me. Yes, I trust you. Alt

e, almost from surprise rather than irritation. Bafflement is etched into

at myself. Why do I

n his slightly diminished smile, he seems undeterre

guy fo

r else you'll be waiting forever," I look a

ever. I have all the time in the world,

n I forget? He is

ver," I murmur, my voice picked up by his sensitive ears. Silence stretches betwee

tarts to to melt my heart. "I t

Wait a

me in response, waving my school ID before my eyes. Narrowi

launch myself at him, and he smiles wicked